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Mirror mirror on the wall

Mirror mirror on the wall
Why are you being so mean to me
While I do everything to please thee
Yet every day I walk in front of you
You crack a bit more at the edges
As if it strains you to see me go by
All nice and neat in my Sunday best
Even on a lousy work day

I must come to the conclusion that you do not one bit
With my clothes or my entourage agree
But what can I do, I must pay the bills
Otherwise the hoodlooms will get nasty
And my body will end up in the landfill.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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